For a long time he stood at the window looking at the shining rails. They had always fascinated him. Squinting a little he saw them stretch away to infinity, carrying him off to his rediscovered youth.


P.371 - The Tin Flute (1945)


For a long time he stood at the window looking at the shining rails. They had always fascinated him. Squinting a little he saw them stretch away to...

For a long time he stood at the window looking at the shining rails. They had always fascinated him. Squinting a little he saw them stretch away to...

For a long time he stood at the window looking at the shining rails. They had always fascinated him. Squinting a little he saw them stretch away to...

For a long time he stood at the window looking at the shining rails. They had always fascinated him. Squinting a little he saw them stretch away to...